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very like a Monday
Sep. 12th, 2005 12:31 pmI don't know where my brain was this morning. I know that the cereal does not live in the refrigerator, but that's apparently where my brain wanted to put it. The sugar does not live where the cereal lives, but that's where I wanted to put the sugar. The milk does not live in the drainboard, either. I think I was distracted by the enormous spider who seems to have set up housekeeping across my screen door, such that I can't open it without letting him in. He can stay where he is, thank you very much, and I just won't go out on the back porch.
I'm glad they were right about the weather, because if not I would freeze to death on the way home. As it is, I'm freezing to death in here, because the A/C is on something fierce.
This is an interesting job, in that it seems to be an unwritten rule that if you want to get ahold of anybody's secretary, you do it between 12:15 and 1:00. The other two ladies in the space with me seem to get in at about 7:00, because one of them leaves at 3:30 and the other leaves at 4:00. I get in at 8:15ish (supposed to be 8:30, but the bus schedule doesn't work that way) and stay until 5:00, because the temp agency told me to, but by 5:00 it's deserted enough that the cleaners start showing up and give me odd looks because I'm still here.
I drink way too much coffee when I'm here, due to it being cold, my having a rough throat (it's not sore, but it doesn't sound right), and the coffee being free. I could stop the habit instantly if I stopped resigning myself to putting powdered or artificially flavored creamer in my coffee. I hate the stuff, but I don't like black coffee either.
Since this weekend got co-opted by other things, I have to clean my apartment and go grocery shopping and all like that there over the next couple of days. I'm sure nobody needs to know that, but if I don't write it down, I'll forget.
I'm glad they were right about the weather, because if not I would freeze to death on the way home. As it is, I'm freezing to death in here, because the A/C is on something fierce.
This is an interesting job, in that it seems to be an unwritten rule that if you want to get ahold of anybody's secretary, you do it between 12:15 and 1:00. The other two ladies in the space with me seem to get in at about 7:00, because one of them leaves at 3:30 and the other leaves at 4:00. I get in at 8:15ish (supposed to be 8:30, but the bus schedule doesn't work that way) and stay until 5:00, because the temp agency told me to, but by 5:00 it's deserted enough that the cleaners start showing up and give me odd looks because I'm still here.
I drink way too much coffee when I'm here, due to it being cold, my having a rough throat (it's not sore, but it doesn't sound right), and the coffee being free. I could stop the habit instantly if I stopped resigning myself to putting powdered or artificially flavored creamer in my coffee. I hate the stuff, but I don't like black coffee either.
Since this weekend got co-opted by other things, I have to clean my apartment and go grocery shopping and all like that there over the next couple of days. I'm sure nobody needs to know that, but if I don't write it down, I'll forget.
